Luyện nghe bài hát Sweet Dreams

Murder, murder, nigga
Murder, murder, bitch

People say I them of Michael
Myers, rippin' up with pliers like I'm psycho
Smash 'em the mask on, KILL 'EM
Then hit the gas and pass you niggas, my tank filled up with nitro
Ain't nobody fuckin' me when I was dead broke
A bum sleepin' on a park bench with to smoke
Askin' I ask can I just take a toke
And everyone of you would all try to get ghost

And now all the sudden niggas wanna act like they my friend
Roll blunts up for the and free bottles of Hen'
You can a nigga with a bitch up in the back
And that's some I ain't fuckin' with
with a big pump, 'bout to sin
Hit a nigga with the one-two I'm Popeye off spinach
Always the one it out, don't stop till I'm finished
Humphrey Bogart, I go hard, these niggas think so hard
I up in they soul and make 'em show me they limits

Walkin' like a scene your nightmare, I'm right there
With a chainsaw, you look you just saw a ghost
Everybody and they motherfuckin' mama know, I go
All up your spot and be doin' the most
Bloodstains when the slugs came, nigga, gorilla shit
Really get my off when the sawed off's just killin' shit
Black mamba venomous, like an orangutan
all you niggas with this silverback gorilla shit

Ugly as Chewbacca but I'm a with this wordplay
Annoying as them niggas in malls you for surveys (surveys)
Run up in you and hit you in the way
And I don't really give a shit if it's your birthday
really gave a fuck though, I'm cutthroat, leanin'
People comin' at me for the new shit, they fiendin'
your daydreamin'
Twisted Insane ready to hit your muthafucking brain up, I am the Demon!

I am the Demon!